I found these little plaques while out at the resale stores yesterday.
Pinkie and Blue Boy. I saw the actual paintings at the Huntington Museum in California as a child. (We spent about 7 years in southern California while I was growing up.) They have always been favorites of mine since that time. I had a good childhood, different than a lot of kids but with parents that loved me, and I cherish those memories.
On a lighter note....
Nothing too out of the ordinary right?
Evidently I did not take into consideration where the hot air was blowing from the heater vent or how it would effect my candles. I watched it get to this point with some amusement and then had to take the poor thing out. It looked like it had severe January depression setting in!